歌词
Trippin' and slippin' over again
Words on my soul, written in flames
When I'm asking my momma
I tried to reach her every night
Sometimes I think I'm losin' me
I ain't got sense of outter destruction
Can't even listen right to these voices
Hurting don't help me cure the devotion
Deep for my music, grows and destroys me
Focusing on nothing than myself, oh by my
Focusing on nothing than myself, oh by-
Focusing on nothing than myself, oh by my
Focusing on nothing than myself, oh by=
(Oh, I'm sorry)
Trippin'(trippin') and slippin' (slippin') over again
Words to my soul (to my soul), written in flames
When I'm asking my momma
I tried to reach her every night
Sometimes I think I'm losin' me
(But that ain't a job to see)
And the smoke is turning cold (the smoke is turning cold)
I close my eyes
I count one, two, three
Visions in my head
I die thinking I could stay alive
But the sounds it takes me home
When I'm back to being by myself
Focusing on nothing than myself, oh by my
Focusing on nothing than myself, oh by-
Focusing on nothing than myself, oh by my
Focusing on nothing than myself, oh by-
I'm sorry that you warned me (never want you with me)
And I'm sorry that you want me (never want you with me)
Focusing on nothing than myself, oh by my
Focusing on nothing than myself, oh by-
Focusing on nothing than myself, oh by my
Focusing on nothing than myself